January 11, 2013

Poem.

I dreamed last night that I was searching everywhere for this Yeats poem to share with my students...it was so heavily on my mind when I woke up. Weird! It's been years since I've read it:

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim and the dark clothsOf night and light and the half-light,I would spread the cloths under your feet:But I, being poor, have only my dreams;I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. -William Butler YeatsBeautiful, yes?I hope you all have a happy weekend! I've got a few projects to complete, and a movie to finally see, a desert to escape to, and worshiping to partake in. Yay.